Chapter 1
Drew tried to ignore Brian's hand creeping up her thigh as she drove. She tried to ignore his incessant tall talk as well, but that proved to be just as difficult.
"Yes, Sis, I have a good feeling about this trip. A good, good feeling. This trip, you and I are gonna come back rich."
Outside the Ford Pinto-a veritable rust bucket which made a thousand different squeaking, squealing, and knocking noises as it moved-desert was passing by. It was late afternoon and the sun was low on the western horizon. Barren hills, one side painted gold by the setting sun, cast long, purple shadows over the sagebrush plain. There were no signs of human habitation anywhere. They had passed the last rest stop five minutes ago. Laughlin, their destination, was still over forty miles away.
"I hope you're right," Drew said. "I don't want you to lose all of my money the way you did the last time."
Brian's smile wavered for only an instant. "Aw, come on, sis, show a little confidence in your brother. That last time was just a fluke. I win better than half the time."
Drew sighed. "Yes, but when you do lose, you lose big. You've lost more money than you've ever won. Your vaunted blackjack skills have us in the hole for two thousand dollars already."
"I'll make it up. I promise you that this time will be different. I think this new system that I learned is really going to enhance my percentage. I figure I'll make four hundred dollars a day at the tables. Minimum."
And, as he said that last word, he squeezed her thigh and moved his hand up another inch. It was now dangerously close to her crotch. Drew pushed it away and smoothed down her skirt.
"Stop it," she said.
Brian looked at her in puzzlement. "What's wrong with you? You've been acting very strange lately, as if you're not interested in sex anymore."
Should she tell him? Drew wondered. Should she tell him she thought they should no longer be lovers, that she had finally grown a conscience about their incest?
"I'm just worried, that's all. I'm worried that you're going to lose. This is rent and utility money that you're going to be gambling with."
Brian's smile came back. "Don't worry, Sis. I'm not going to lose your money-our money. I'm gonna take good care of it. And I'm gonna take good care of you, too."
His hand fell on her thigh again, whispering as it stroked her soft, warm skin. This time Drew decided not to resist it. Brian never gave up unless he got his way.
And besides, Drew thought, his hand felt really good there.
"I hope so," she heard herself say.
His finger pushed aside her panties and entered her cunt. Its warm, spongy sweetness absorbed it. He found her clit and began to tease it erect. Drew moaned, pushing thoughts of breaking up with her brother out of her mind for the present.
Despite everything, he was a really good lover.